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i always hated its color but you gave it to me so i kept wearing it i always hated the way it fit but i liked the way it felt so i kept wearing it it had that stupid little hole in it right in the front but i kept wearing it i hated that shirt yet i wore it every day because you gave it to me until one day i stopped and i realized just how ugly this shirt was and then i realized you are the shirt in every way imaginable i hated the way you were like i hated the color of your shirt but nor you or the color will change i hated the way you fit me like i hated the way it fit me but i convinced myself i looked good in that shirt, and with you and the hole, well, it just showed your imperfections you had a huge hole in you i was just ambitious enough to think i could sew it
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Feb 25, 2019
Feb 25, 2019 at 11:19 PM UTC
the shirt
i always hated its color but you gave it to me so i kept wearing it i always hated the way it fit but i liked the way it felt so i kept wearing it it had that stupid little hole in it right in the front but i kept wearing it i hated that shirt yet i wore it every day because you gave it to me until one day i stopped and i realized just how ugly this shirt was and then i realized you are the shirt in every way imaginable i hated the way you were like i hated the color of your shirt but nor you or the color will change i hated the way you fit me like i hated the way it fit me but i convinced myself i looked good in that shirt, and with you and the hole, well, it just showed your imperfections you had a huge hole in you i was just ambitious enough to think i could sew it
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24/F/Texas
Feb 25, 2019
Feb 25, 2019 at 11:19 PM UTC
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